The closest way to a man’s heart is through his stomach. As silly as this cliché sounds, I still fell for it.
My husband and I started dating when at the same time I finally decided to seriously learn how to cook. As I was looking for eager souls who can try out the dishes I’d prepare, one day I nonchalantly invited him for a weekend dinner.
So I began to ask, “What’s Belgian cuisine that you miss the most now?”
He grinned and quickly replied, “Belgian beef stew.”
I stared blankly at him as he began describing how this beef stew is prepared and how it tastes like. By the time my potential guinea pig left, I started to seek what this Belgian dish is all about.